Ye Ling's dominance and arrogance had made Daoist Dong Cang rather angry.
"Yes, you are very strong, but you actually killed my disciple's nephew with a sword right in front of me, then pointed your sword at me, and even had the audacity to utter wild words. Where do you think you are placing me, Daoist Dong Cang?"
After all, I am a Transcendance Tribulation Stage powerhouse, one of the pivotal figures in the Cultivation Realm during the Age of the End of Dharma.
The Kunlun Sect is also one of the undisputed giants among cultivators, even the formidable individuals of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Caves must show it respect. For thousands of years, this has never changed.
Today, damn it, to be so humiliated by a youngster, how can I live with this, how can I continue to walk in the Cultivation Realm?
"Arm Slave, your life is forfeit!"
Li Tianhao roared loudly, and with a fierce slap to the heart of Arm Slave, full of grim killing intent, he directly shattered Arm Slave's heart.
